Downward his hands move hovering just above your stomach, where his body aches to plant his seed, the a****l inside him straining to fill you with him...elf, the spawn of his pleasure, the echo of his need. His hand trembles but still does not touch you, he denies himself to drink in each moment of you. Further down, he lowers his head, as each breath brings a hint of you, the slightest hint of your fragrance excites him and frightens him. He is a rock among men, hard, unyielding a weighty force. Kneeling down between her legs, he soon munched his way down to her cunt lips. He found that he had to suck the bar out of her cunt, in order to finish it off. When he had eaten it all, her cunt was covered in chocolate. He did as ordered and licked her clean, finishing of by kissing her squarely on her golden cunt. She leant forward and kissed him. ‘Ummm chocolate flavoured cunt, makes a change from cock,’ she commented with a smile. May then opened a bottle of champagne and poured them. Her attire of crop top revealed her stomach and big round navel more often.We went around the city and I made sure I treat her as my girlfriend. We would go to some fancy cafe and manager would address us as a couple. I would hold her hands randomly and felt her smooth dusky skin, making her blush.We then went for a movie wherein I slid my hands suddenly on her stomach and circled my fingers around her navel, making her breath go heavy. Then I went close to her ears in the pitch dark theatre. "Had Bobby not been there, or had Rudy's eyes not have become accustomed to the light, the words alone might have slipped past him. He was, after all, in an emotional turmoil. But when his daughter said that, and he looked at his son, and his son not only turned red, but couldn't meet his eyes, Rudy instinctively understood that something had happened between the two. He couldn't wrap his mind around that enough to get any images, but it was obvious they'd done... something."What did you do?".